| Look at the world, it’s waking up
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| I couldn’t sleep for dreaming
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| My weary soul is finally home
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| I had the strangest feeling
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| This is the dawn, the break of day
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| After the midnight parted
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| These ringing ears have waited years
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| To hear the bells of Harlem
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| Far down the streets, I see the sign
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| The crowd is breathing faster
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| Some must have walked a hundred blocks
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| I see the flocks in pastures
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| Oh, what a time to be alive
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| Tears of the past forgotten
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| It’s been a long and lonely night
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| I hear the bells of Harlem
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| They ring, they ring, they sing, they sing
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| The darkest hour has passed
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| They ring, they ring, they sing, they sing
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| A little joy at long last
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| We grind it down to sawdust
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| We couldn’t stop the freedom train
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| I hear the bells of Harlem |